Thursday, October 04, 2007

Used up, drained
The sink is empty
The faucet's broke
The sun aint shinin'
This is no joke

Fall, fall, leaves of friends
Hopeful glances
Where do we win?
Life is you and them,
And me?

Circle down,
Paley whisper
Autumn winds whine
Into my ears
"Chase, chase the summer!"

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